Luyện nghe bài hát The Oracle

What Ima hit you
You motherfuckers better

Im a bull in a china shop, how the uzi spit
Who we with, with hammers and they like too legit
I aint got any time for your
Raw raps from the same where the sits
He the mofucker sippin goose and shit
a rapper out, Timberland boots and shit
The left hand is what I give you the
The right is where I write all of the ruthless shit
Survival of the fit or my boozy shit
My hands are of stone cut from that Madusa shit
Big gold chains, we was on that
Still roll with the I stole the Gucci with
I you dead in the face so fuck the music shit
The guns command though, movie shit
Yall aware on some Lollapalooza shit
Let the grow
Yall are scared when I step inside the booth and
Cuttin mofuckers cell roll on sushi shit
Yall are cowards, yallll only talk on computer
This a Haitian ritual, Im on my shit

out whos the realest (Vinnie)
Rock and not
Ima hit you with
You motherfuckers better

Death before dishonor, [?] blood are fake
I let the 4.5 blocka blocka I was [?]
Dead Sea overlook the view inside a grave
The definition of dominate
Yall Germantown
Fat bull, but my pockets never out of
You a bitch, security lock the gates
The Vuitton bootleg, Prada fake
Im tryin to make the same money that make
Eyes never lie, Im that you not with
Rhymes and one tape, record an album in an
You a pile of waste, I see a sucker and
Cutting motherfuckers of, to consolidate
A thousand pounds of weightll your heart to
Its Armageddon for you motherfuckers, lock the
Any bitch I meet that Ima copulate
My revolution will be met with Toshs fate
Thats the reason the God is tryin to populate
I can tell you how the Vodka
The 4.5 lift you, sent you into outer